Musing 201 Poem by shuvo chakraborty

Ducks are on swiming spree in afternoon
With downing heads intermittent upon the watery surface
And survey the flapping wings with fortitude..
They will count soon the feathers saved for the day
And confer eachother about the number of eggs to lay
At night end with hatching by incredible warmness,
They are in awae about the feathers to be stolen
Or the eggs be broken in oven for others dishes,
They will dig the water ascertained in dark coverage
To waddle for the marshland regimented.